I have the greatest privilege of being associated with Native cultures of many continents.. thus satisfying my curiosity and desire to travel and the chance to help them with my medical expertise. these notes are from those travels. I am a professor at the University of Havana

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mercredi 5 avril 2017

A WONDERFUL WELCOME TO MALAYSIA

A
WONDERFUL WELCOME TO MALAYSIA

I
had left Miami early in the morning and with connections arrived at the
Singapore International (actually Singapore cannot have domestic flights since
it is a very small island) Airport. I had booked a room at the Double Tree by Hilton
at Johor Bahru, across the causeway in Malaysia.

It
is incredible that very few people at the arrival area of Terminal 3 had any
clue about how to get to Johor Bahru. I had come armed with information from
the Net and I was surprised that most people, even those who were involved in
helping travelers had no clue.

Transtar
is supposed to operate a service from SIN terminals to Johor Bahru, the bus I
had taken on another occasion (at that time the bus driver did not have change
for 50 Singapore dollar note, as the ATM machines dispense only 50 dollar
denominations), and I was happy to note that a bus was due to arrive in just 20
minutes after I had arrived at Terminal 3 after the long but comfortable flight
(thank you, Qatar Airways). I waited and no bus came and no one could help me,
even the pleasant Tamil lady at the Information counter.

Their
considerate suggestions were:

Wait
another two hours for the next bus, the arrival of which they could not
guarantee.

Take
3 local buses to an area where there is a possibility of a taxi returning back
to Johor Bahru

Pay
an exorbitant amount to a taxi driver to drop me off at the Singapore exit
customs which was nearly one hour away, await a bus transfer to the Malaysian
customs and then take a taxi to the hotel. And it was nearly 11 pm.

Uber
is the app that I use first when I am in a foreign country, why did I forget it
and waste the already one hour wasted talking to people who had no clue to help
travelers, and this too in the city of Singapore, where I had assumed a more
efficient service.

You
are in Asia, I told myself, and there is no curiosity here for knowledge for
the sake of knowledge and everything is so practicality oriented.

In
Cuba we say that we had an Uber like system long before Americans
commercialized it and in Israel the socialist variety of Uber had existed long before
Uber became popular less than ten years ago.

Within
four minutes of ordering on Uber, Ang, a Chinese arrived in his brand new car.
I had requested the frontier post of Singapore, hoping to find something there
to get me across the border to Johor Bahru.

Ang
was my first welcome to Malaysia. I assumed Ang would be Singaporean but I
noticed he was a little warmer than the average Singaporean taxi driver, it
turned out that he is a Malaysian.

The
Great Spirit had blessed me on several occasions by sending me excellent
drivers all over the globe and Ang was no exception.

He
was happy with the things I was telling him and he said something, a telltale sign
of woe of these commercialized times in Asian countries. “It is as if the news
does not filter through in Singapore or Malaysia, it is as if we are being
spoon fed by the kind of information they want us to know.” He was happy to ask
questions about the outside world while telling me about the stark reality of
his finances. Malaysia is being run for the benefit of a few people, he
continued, the average person has no benefits, and the Malaysian currency is
hitting the bottom. He worked very hard in Malaysia and found no ways to get
ahead, to earn enough money to buy a house, himself being an ethnic Chinese. So
he joined the new globalized revolution, in the micro form here in this border
region, he is a Malaysian who lives in Johor Bahru, across the causeway in
Malaysia, but has permission to work in Singapore. Uber needs drivers in
Singapore for their business and 10 000 of his Malaysian compatriots commute
each day, paying nearly 20 usd in toll charges so that they can work as Uber
Drivers in Singapore. The income is good, three times as much as he used to
make in Johor Bahru in Malaysia and this way he gets to live with his family in
Malaysia a country he loves but gets to work in Singapore where the efficient
government runs a no nonsense, non-corrupt country. He has the best of the both
worlds, I assured him.

He
loves working for Uber, chooses his hours and the car he has belonged to Uber
but he gets to drive it home to Malaysia every night. Him and 10 000 others
like him from Malaysia!

20
years ago an average University graduate in Malaysia started his career with a
salary of 1800 MYR (local currency) a month, now it is only 2000 MYR[a1]a month, and in the meantime
the buying power of MYR has decreased nearly 300 per cent, so the average
salaries have gone forward to become poorer!

Ang
and I had a wonderful conversation and he said: I think I will go home after I
drop you off at Woodlands Singapore Border control but as you said you were
going to Johor Bahru, I will take you to the hotel if you want to continue with
me.

I
couldn’t believe my luck, the very thought of going up and down the staircases,
immigration and waiting for the bus, tackling the dicey taxi drivers of
Malaysia all loomed in my mind. I happily accepted his offer and thanked him
profusely. Midnight is not the hour you want to be stuck at the border posts
between Malaysia and Singapore.

Ang
was genuinely a nice person, lost in the puzzle not of his choice, unable to
participate to change the economic situation that he finds himself in, a poor
victim of globalization.

One
advantage of my traveling with Ang across the border was that, the immigration
post for cars is where they stop, unlike the bus and pedestrians, who have to
climb stairs up to the immigration queues and commotion. He stopped the car,
first at the Singapore Immigration and then at Malaysian Immigration and later
at Malaysian customs, and each time, the agent behind the counter, all were
Malay, were very considerate and not over imposing.

Soon
we entered Malaysia and believe it or not, I could feel in the air the tone of
welcome. I felt immensely relaxed, leaving behind Singapore and its laws and
regulations and efficiency and feeling like I
am going to a laundromat, of course as I told Ang if I were a foreign
businessman, Singapore is Shangri La, but for now, I shall indulge myself in
the backward, corrupt and verdant and welcoming Malaysia. As the Malaysian
Ambassador to Cuba said to me, you do such a good job talking about Malaysia
here in Havana and I replied, it is because I am genuinely fond of your country.
I briefly thought of adopting Malaysia as part of their programme of welcoming
foreigners, but I thought, I have two excellent passports, two other countries
where I have places to stay, why add a fifth burden?

With
love of a country comes responsibility.

The
next day I arrived for my stay at Kuala Lumpur, the capital of Malaysia, at the
Double Tree by Hilton hotel and I was humbled by the warmth with which I was
received and greeted by everyone, concierge, bellboy, the agents and those at
the Executive Club. They see many guests come and go, but I pay attention to
their stories and know them by name and enjoy attaching places and events
associated with them.

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Ever since I was a child, I have lived in two countries at a time and the countries changed: Brunei, Australia, Sweden, USA, England, Jamaica, various places in the USA..Now Cuba and USA with a definite commitment to the North American Indians (Los Indios)..

For a period, 2001-2014, there were numerous visits to Vietnam, Cambodia, Malaysia, Indonesia and Myanmar.Hope you enjoy reading my emotional outpourings, written on the road.. from a lover of Cuban Mind and Affections inside the island and the innocence of the Indigenous peoples..

We live with great expectation that the new rapprochement with the Govt of President Obama, will bring more changes, intellectual and cross cultural contacts and a broadening of the minds on both sides of the Straits.

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Ever since being a Medical Student and Trainee Doctor in Melbourne, London and Miami, I have been involved in Interantional Medicine . Currently I am associated with the excellent Peer to Peer Network for Diabetes care in Cambodia, Mo Po Tsyo, www.mopotsyo.org.
Also with the help of my good friends in Bogor, Indonesia we hope to do something similar but in a much smaller scale.
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